Chapter 286 Practicing Qualification [62] If you want to survive, you must cooperate
It's a quarter to nine o'clock.
The examiner in the most advanced classroom, after introducing all the examination procedures and rules, began to assign the group of sick patients.
Mo Qing rested his elbow on the table, rested his forehead on one hand, and looked at the group of people one by one.
Most people can tell their condition just by looking at their face.
Among this group of people, No. 11 and No. 17 are undoubtedly the most seriously ill.
Mo Qing knew that No. 11 was assigned to him, so it was not a surprise.
However, when No. 17 was assigned to Ji Yunxi, Mo Qing was slightly concerned.
——I wonder if Ji Yunxi’s medical skills can cure him.
"Ahem."
Patient No. 11 coughed twice as soon as he sat down.
He covered his mouth with his hands, and after coughing, blood came out of his palms.
The blood glowed black.
Mo Qing suddenly asked: "Poisoned?"
Patient No. 11 raised his eyes in shock.
This is a young man in his mid-twenties. Although he is sick, he is very well-dressed, with luxurious clothes and a clean temperament.
Careful identification of his facial features showed that he was handsome and dignified, but he was tortured by his illness and became emaciated, his complexion was pale, the whites of his eyes were pale, he was haggard and weak, and he was surrounded by a sense of death.
"right."
After staring at Mo Qing for two seconds, Patient No. 11 nodded slowly.
There was no joy, expectation, or nervousness.
Patient No. 11’s face was calm and his eyes showed no fluctuation.
The patients who come here do not come with the intention of being cured.
——After all, this is just a qualification exam.
——Who wouldn’t go to the hospital if they really needed medical treatment?
Some are medical practitioners who come here purely to help; some are paid to do things, and it would be better if they can save money on medical treatment; some even hope that candidates can cure themselves of problems because they can get a large sum of money.
Compensation; of course there are also volunteers who simply want to contribute to the medical cause...
Patient No. 11 belongs to the first category.
However, because of this, he knows his body better and naturally has no hope for candidates who still need to obtain qualification certificates.
Mo Qing: "Name."
"Shen Ziyou."
"When did you get poisoned?"
"Half a year ago."
"What are the symptoms?"
Mo Qing took out a piece of paper, lifted the cap of the pen, and began to write basic information.
She usually sees a doctor and does not need to write these.
Right now, these are basic processes and need to be recorded.
Shen Ziyou replied in a dull tone: "At first, it was headache, brain fever, frequent coughing, and chest tightness. Later, it evolved into physical weakness, worsening coughing, and difficulty breathing..."
In order to give Mo Qing time to record, Shen Ziyou spoke very slowly.
This is to prevent Mo Qing from asking questions repeatedly and wasting time.
Halfway through writing, Liang Xuzhi, the examiner responsible for observing Mo Qing, appeared.
However, Mo Qing never took a glance at it.
Shen Ziyou, on the other hand, paused slightly, raised his eyelids, and looked at Liang Xuzhi who was standing aside.
Liang Xuzhi's appearance seemed a bit unexpected.
Mo Qing waited for three seconds and then reminded: "Continue."
"good."
Shen Ziyou came to his senses and continued to talk about the disease.
Although Shen Ziyou spoke very comprehensively, Mo Qing listened most of the time, but occasionally, he would ask a few questions for Shen Ziyou to add details.
After Mo Qing finished recording, he said: "Stretch out your left hand."
Shen Ziyou coughed twice more, blood staining the corners of his lips.
He wiped the blood clean with a handkerchief.
Then, he slowly exhaled, raised his eyelids, and said in a weak voice: "My poison has no cure. With your age and qualifications, taking your pulse is useless."
Mo Qing looked up at him and said in a cold tone: "If you want to survive, you must cooperate well."
